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Sick, Still
Feb. 10th, 2007 11:50 amYes, I'm still sick. No, I haven't done anything other than work and sleep and make the occasional dinner in the last two weeks. Well, I did spend a total of four hours cleaning the house on Sunday, but I've been in bed around six or seven every night, and Saturday and Wednesday I stayed in bed pretty much all day because I didn't work. Last night I was going to go to Organix, but by the time I had dinner and figured out what I was going to wear I was even sicker than before. I'm supposed to be working tonight, but am finally going to hit up a doctor and see what's up.
I feel horribly helpless and needy. The house is going to be drywalled Monday, so the animals need to be out before then. I need something to read, because despite 12 hours a day of sleeping and 8 of working and 2 of eating, that still leaves another two hours of boredom where I'm still too icky to *do* anything. We need food in the house. There are emails I need to write which I've been getting through slowly today.
We are moving on April 1st, and I need to find a cat-friendly, rat-friendly 2 or 3 bedroom place to live, ideally with garden, in Mount Pleasant, Strathcona, the Drive, or downtownish, or by transit, which although you can't do much about it until March is still weighing on my mind.
Having dumped that out, Bob's gonna make sure I get to the doctor today, and maybe deal with food. I still feel crappy. I hate communicating with people to ask for things right now because it's feels like that's all I do- drain, drain, leech, leech. Ewwww. A bunch of this is from getting no exercise, but there's also a large element of good ol' midwestern guilt from Mom, and a certain amount of guilt remaining from a few years ago. I've never felt such a strong social obligation before either, to be there at things and smile at people. Oh, well.
Better now that this is out. Sorry about the whiny quality, but if you haven't heard from me-- you know why. I actually have fallen off the edge of the earth. I haven't even been taking the time out of bed to sit at the computer very much, and when I do I'm in a foul mood. So... I'm sorry, I'll be back eventually, it's nothing personal. Till then, keep well.
I feel horribly helpless and needy. The house is going to be drywalled Monday, so the animals need to be out before then. I need something to read, because despite 12 hours a day of sleeping and 8 of working and 2 of eating, that still leaves another two hours of boredom where I'm still too icky to *do* anything. We need food in the house. There are emails I need to write which I've been getting through slowly today.
We are moving on April 1st, and I need to find a cat-friendly, rat-friendly 2 or 3 bedroom place to live, ideally with garden, in Mount Pleasant, Strathcona, the Drive, or downtownish, or by transit, which although you can't do much about it until March is still weighing on my mind.
Having dumped that out, Bob's gonna make sure I get to the doctor today, and maybe deal with food. I still feel crappy. I hate communicating with people to ask for things right now because it's feels like that's all I do- drain, drain, leech, leech. Ewwww. A bunch of this is from getting no exercise, but there's also a large element of good ol' midwestern guilt from Mom, and a certain amount of guilt remaining from a few years ago. I've never felt such a strong social obligation before either, to be there at things and smile at people. Oh, well.
Better now that this is out. Sorry about the whiny quality, but if you haven't heard from me-- you know why. I actually have fallen off the edge of the earth. I haven't even been taking the time out of bed to sit at the computer very much, and when I do I'm in a foul mood. So... I'm sorry, I'll be back eventually, it's nothing personal. Till then, keep well.
